Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. “I knew Mr. "Constance—or, rather, Mrs. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination.
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